We were so excited to see Newel again. Instead of meeting up in Cuernavaca, we decided to rendezvous in Puebla. This gave the kids and me an opportunity to show Newel this amazing city and our vast knowledge of the city. We stayed in the RH hotel which was not too far from all of the old downtown action. We were so excited to see Newel again and we even arrived around the same time that afternoon. That night we ate a typical Pueblan restaurant. Newel had the amazing 3 moles and I had the chile enogadas that was created by some nuns in a Pueblan convent a long time ago. The dish takes forever to make and it has a unique flavor. Even though it was getting late, we headed over to the zocalo and people watched while the kids played with some light up toys...it was a very Mexican thing to do.
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| Walking on the fort's wall |
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| The brave farmer uniform |
The following morning we invited Newel's old missionary companion named Oropeza and his family over for brunch at the hotel. That's where I found an amazing chicken crepe that I told the cook I must have the recipe...Yes, Grandma, apparently my posts are all about food =) I've made the crepe a couple of times, and it's been a hit every time.
Oropeza and his family were great and they took us to the Puebla Fort where the 5 de Mayo battle occurred...you know, the ones the Gringos always celebrate. So we went to the actual fort where the battle was held. This battle held off the fancy dressed French Army who were going across the country to Veracruz because they were planning on attacking the US, or something like that. Anyways, the poor farmers dressed in their huaraches, machetes, and sun hats bravely fought off the French Army. Two years later, the French returned with reinforcements and kicked the Mexican Army's butt. But the Mexicans nor the Americans mention that part...only celebrate the good, right?
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| Cloud coverage on the back is el Popo volcano |
The Fort also had a museum and across the street there was this great park with wooden floor, and an ice cream parlor. The place was pretty cool. The Oropezas also told us that Puebla is a pretty safe city to live in because a lot of the Narcos (drug lord) families live in Puebla, so it's neutral ground...Switzerland.
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| Oropeza and White |
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| Symbol of Mexico |
Later, the Oropeza family drove us to the CAPU which is the central bus station...it's like an airport, but with buses. It's pretty organized and huge. Newel really wanted to ride in the lujo ADO Platino bus. We each had super comfy seats that reclined almost completely back, with a foot rest, and we all had our own TV screens. We were also sent off with a bag of goodies that had our choice of drink, mints, headphones, sleeping mask, and hand wipes. It was quite fancy. The movie, tv programs, and music selection was extensive. It was truly a lujo ride. Normally, we wouldn't travel in such luxury, but the next bus traveling to Oaxaca was like a 5 hour wait.
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| The wood park |
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| The fancy bus |
It was a good idea that we took that bus. As we read the guidebook, it talked about the Guelaguetza, a big festival of dances (like a pow wow) that's held in Oaxaca for 2 weeks, which happened to be on the days we were traveling. In the guidebook it said you needed to book your hotel six months in advance. Once I read that, I got a bit worried, were we going to find a hotel room for the night, or sleep on the streets of Oaxaca?
We were so excited to see Newel again. Instead of meeting up in Cuernavaca, we decided to rendezvous in Puebla. This gave the kids and me an opportunity to show Newel this amazing city and our vast knowledge of the city. We stayed in the RH hotel which was not too far from all of the old downtown action. We were so excited to see Newel again and we even arrived around the same time that afternoon. That night we ate a typical Pueblan restaurant. Newel had the amazing 3 moles and I had the chile enogadas that was created by some nuns in a Pueblan convent a long time ago. The dish takes forever to make and it has a unique flavor. Even though it was getting late, we headed over to the zocalo and people watched while the kids played with some light up toys...it was a very Mexican thing to do. 
Oropeza and his family were great and they took us to the Puebla Fort where the 5 de Mayo battle occurred...you know, the ones the Gringos always celebrate. So we went to the actual fort where the battle was held. This battle held off the fancy dressed French Army who were going across the country to Veracruz because they were planning on attacking the US, or something like that. Anyways, the poor farmers dressed in their huaraches, machetes, and sun hats bravely fought off the French Army. Two years later, the French returned with reinforcements and kicked the Mexican Army's butt. But the Mexicans nor the Americans mention that part...only celebrate the good, right? 
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